Near the coffin stood a table on which were placed four candles, four
loaves of bread, and four bottles of wine. As soon as this provision
came to an end he would have to die. So he sat there full of grief and
misery, eating every day only a tiny bit of bread, and drinking only a
mouthful of ovine, and he watched death creeping nearer and nearer to
him. One day as he was sitting staring moodily in front of him, he saw a
snake creep out of the corner towards the corpse. Thinking it was going
to touch it, he drew his sword and saying, ‘As long as I am alive you
shall not harm her,’ he cut it in three pieces. After a little time
a second snake crept out of the corner, but when it saw the first one
lying dead and in pieces it went back and came again soon, holding three
green leaves in its mouth. Then it took the three bits of the snake and
laid them in order, and put one of the leaves on each wound. Immediately
the pieces joined together, the snake moved itself and became alive and
then both hurried away. The leaves remained lying on the ground, and it
suddenly occurred to the unfortunate man who had seen everything, that
the wonderful power of the leaves might also be exercised upon a human
being.
So he picked up the leaves and laid one of them on the mouth and the
other two on the eyes of the dead woman. And scarcely had he done this,
before the blood began to circulate in her veins, then it mounted and
brought colour back to her white face. Then she drew her breath, opened
her eyes, and said, ‘Ah! where am I?’ ‘You are with me, dear lady,’ he
answered, and told her all that had happened, and how he had brought her
to life again. He then gave her some wine and bread, and when all her
strength had returned she got up, and they went to the door and knocked
and called so loudly that the guards heard them, and told the King. The
King came himself to open the door, and there he found both happy and
well, and he rejoiced with them that now all trouble was over. But the
young King gave the three snake-leaves to a servant, saying to him,
‘Keep them carefully for me, and always carry them with you; who knows
but that they may help us in a time of need!’
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